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Jack saw him for the first time by total accident. At first glance the ears had looked like a coyote in the low sun and he had almost grabbed his gun, ready to scare the canine, so it wouldn’t get to his chickens - however, a second later, the coyote got on its hind legs and…
It had hands. Coyotes didn’t have hands the last time Jack checked.That was when Jack had realised that it wasn’t a coyote close to the house, but a freaking hybrid.
A canine hybrid who, for a lack of a better word, looked like a complete mess. Hair sticking everywhere, clothes torn, feet bare, face dirty with a patchy looking beard.
Despite the hybrid's trespassing and rummaging around on his property, Jack felt nothing but pity. Why was it out there? If he spotted correctly, there was no collar around its neck and from the state of it, it looked like it hadn’t had a bath for a good while.